1977
6th Year
//Sleeplessness, Relationships and Gryffindor House Party//
It was quarter-past five in morning. Five in the morning. Sirius turned his head away from the clock on his bed side and looked up at the ceiling of his four-poster bed. He let out a low groan followed quickly by a sigh. He’d barely got any sleep last night because his mind would just not shut up. The happenings of last night was still clear in his mind. Though he should have been focusing on what he’d overheard Regulas and his crew talking about he just constantly found himself thinking of how close he was to kissing Evangeline Jenner – and not for the first time. He’d kissed her before, though he didn’t know who she was at first – not his fault, he was drunk! The fact that he liked Evie was inconceivable. He wa
